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HypnoPrank: Cindy Crawford

By Anynom

(Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home.)
Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. Two pics of Echso inspired this. Enjoy.

The life of a stage hypnotist wasn't exactly the easy one it may have appeared to be. Tours around the country, doing stupid dives and crummy hotels were the usual life for these entertainers. However, Johnny was a lot different than most of his brethren.

He had found his natural affinity for the craft as a teen, messing around and hypnotizing his sister. He'd made her do a few tricks before learning just how deep he could send her and have her do his chores. It wasn't long before he soon had the high school cheerleaders literally eatingvout of his lap with glee and the talent stayed with him through college.

With his skills, it wasn't long before Johnny figured he could make a very nice living off of this. It wasn't as hard as it sounded. After putting people under for a show, he'd convince them to give him some extra cash and valuables and not even miss it. Thus, he could stay at the better hotels, the ones that catered to celebrity guests, which gave Johnny plenty of opportunities to ply his craft with women most hypnotists could only dream of meeting.

Oddly enough not a lot of the women he would have loved to be with actually attended his show so he'd have to go out and look for them, which wasn't as hard as it sounded. He paid the bellhops a lot to keep him informed of who was where at what time. It paid off a lot as it definitely did here.

He watched as she moved through the lobby, heading to the elevators. Even if she tried to disguise herself, she'd be recognized. That face of perfect beauty, the long brown hair billowing behind it, the lithe but shapely body, the mole on the cheek. Clad in a green swimsuit, the type of outfit she made famous, Cindy Crawford was still the standard by which other supermodels were measured.

Johnny had been dreaming for years about meeting her and now had his chance walking right past him. He stood up and followed her to the elevator, making it look as if he was just going the same direction. He stepped inside, grateful that it was just her and him. He gave her a smile, which she briefly returned, taking off her sunglasses and putting them in her bag. She'd evidentially been catching a few last rays before the sun set and was no doubt going straight to her room. Johnny had found out she was on her own, just a private vacation, which Johnny was going to be intruding on a tad.

He glanced at his watch, hoping the cash he paid to that guy in the power room would be worth it. No sooner had the thought crossed his mind then the elevator shook and came to a halt.

Cindy started a bit and then hit the button, trying to get it started again. "Shit," she muttered.

"Calm down, Cindy," Johnny said in a light tone.

"How'd you------" Cindy turned to him.

"You're Cindy Crawford," Johnny said as if that explained it, which in a way it did.

Nodding, Cindy turned back and hit the button a few more times before backing away. "Damn it," she whispered.

"Don't worry, I'm sure they'll have it fixed soon," Johnny said. He just needed twenty minutes tops, that was all. "Have somewhere to be?"

"Wanted to catch a movie after dinner," Cindy said, leaning against the wall. "Shit, left my watch back in the room."

Never one to turn down a nice opening, Johnny moved his hand to his pocket and brought out a nicely plated gold watch. "Well, I think this will tell you the time," he said, holding it before Cindy.

She watched it swing a bit in the air, trying to focus on it. "Um, it's hard to tell the time," Cindy said. "It's swinging."

"Yes, it is, isn't it?" Johnny said softly. "It's swinging nicely back and forth, back and forth, it's swinging back and forth before you, it's swinging back and forth and I know you're trying to look at it, Cindy, you're trying to look at the watch as it swings before you, back and forth, back and forth, it swings back and forth before you, Cindy, back and forth, back and forth and you have to keep watching it, Cindy, you have to keep watching it swing back and forth, back and forth, just watch the watch, Cindy, watch it swing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth....."

Cindy's eyes focused on the swinging watch, watching it flow before her from side to side, side to side, she just watched it swing side to side, side to side. It was so nice to watch, it was so very, very nice to watch it swing side to side, side to side. She felt her eyes grow heavy, she felt herself growing sleepy all of a sudden, very sleepy, so very sleepy, she just felt so sleepy. She had to close her eyes, that was it, she had to close her eyes and go to sleep, go to sleep, go into a nice, deep sleep.......

Cindy didn't feel it when the elevator started again. She was lost in a fog, Johnny's voice floating into her mind as he spoke to her, taking her deeper with every word, deeper as he led her out of the elevator and to her room, deeper as he took in the key, deeper as he led her inside, deeper as he had her undressed, her round perky breasts exposed as he peeled the suit down her shapely body, deeper as he took it down her long legs, deeper as her brown tuft was exposed, deeper, always deeper.......

An hour later, the bedroom was filled with cries of joy, Johnny lying back on the bed as Cindy rode him, her thighs clenching with every thrust onto him, her perky round breasts just enough for him to play with, pinching the nipples as his cock thrust into her. This was their fourth time around and Cindy was a great lover, welcoming his cock into her and answering back with passion. Johnny brought her down to him, allowing him to kiss her tits as she ground against him, his cock ready to explode once again as he cupped her cheeks and held her in. Cindy cried out, her passions turned on immensely in her trance state as she welcomed Johnny's orgasm within her.

Johnny rolled Cindy onto her stomach and let his hands drag down her back and to her cheeks. He paused, rubbing those still perfect buttocks. Two ideas occurred to him. One, a friend who might be interested in this. And two, a little bit of naughtiness.......

Cindy groaned as she woke up, pushing away the sheets. She let her hands move over her body, realizing she was naked and a little......sticky, too. She looked around to try and figure out what had happened. She was surprised to see it was morning, sunlight falling through the terrace outside her room. Had she gone to bed early? The last thing she remembered was meeting a man in the elevator and he had some watch.......

The thought was gone as soon as it entered and Cindy sighed and shook her head. She stood up, amazed at how sore she felt. Maybe she'd slept in a wrong position or something. She glanced at the magic marker on her dresser and briefly wondered where it had come from. She moved onto her terrace, taking a moment to admire the wind blowing off the scene and failed to notice the little message someone had left her.....

A few hours later, Cindy was driving down the busy city streets, hoping to do a little shopping. She had her hood down, her hair blowing in the wind as she tried to enjoy herself. She'd put aside her odd waking up experience and was trying to enjoy herself and was thus a little peeved when a siren began wailing and a police car flashed behind her. Cindy sighed as she pulled over to a side street. She glanced in the mirror and saw the cop motioning her to go a little further and to the side. Shaking her head, Cindy decided to do what he wanted and moved the car into a small alley nearby, the cop car following her.

She waited as the cop stepped out of the car. He was a handsome man with a good build and dark hair who seemed a professional as he moved over to the car. Cindy hit him with her best smile, hoping she could win him over and get out of this. "Hi," she said. "So, what's wrong?" "Miss Crawford?" The officer said, his nametag reading "Morris." "Yeah, what is it?" Cindy said, hoping it wouldn't be anything too major. "Johnny says watch the watch." Cindy seemed puzzled for a moment. Then, with a sigh, her eyes shut and she slumped in her seat as the hypnotic trance overtook her. Daniel let out a rush. Damn, Johnny hadn't been blowing smoke after all. He really had hypnotized Cindy Crawford and put a trigger for her to do whatever Daniel wanted. The officer licked his lips as he looked at the model, the best hypnotized woman Johnny had sent his way. He always knew letting him off for that speeding ticket was a good idea.

"Cindy, Johnny says that when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up. You won't remember being asleep and you will want to do whatever I say. You will be extremely horny and will want to fuck me any way I say."

Daniel snapped his fingers and Cindy's eyes opened. Her face took on a sultry look as she stepped out of the car. "Hi," she said. "So, what did you want to pull me over for?"

"Well, I was thinking you might be a little drunk," Daniel smiled as his hands moved over to his pants. He undid them enough to let out his rock-hard cock. "I think maybe you need to take this special Breathalyzer."

Smiling, Cindy moved forward, her hands touching the shaft, feeling it tighten under her hands. "Oh, wait," Daniel said. "I forgot. Dress code, you have to be naked for it."

"Anything to obey the law," Cindy grinned as she disrobed, revealing her glamorous naked body. She went to her knees, her mouth taking in all of Daniel's long shaft, taking it deep into her mouth, tongue sliding up and down the shaft, tickling the balls as Daniel groaned. The police officer let her hands move down to her long hair, holding her in tight as Cindy licked and sucked away at him. Her arousal was on full blast as she licked his penis, her full lips leaving trails of lipstick on his shaft as she sucked him off long and hard. Daniel held her tight by the hair as he let loose, blasting his wad down her throat as Cindy went at licking away all his cum.

In moments, they were in the back of the police car. Cindy was sitting in the backseat, legs spread wide, allowing the now naked Daniel to pound away at her, his cock slamming in and out of her pussy with abandon. Daniel's hands pressed on Cindy's breasts, squeezing the tight tits as he went at her, Cindy's cries filling the car as he pumped away, building to a crescendo as he shot his wad into her, shaking the entire car as he let loose.

He pulled out of her and then turned her off, intent at getting at than nice round ass. He paused as he saw words written in magic marker upon Cindy's left cheek: "Johnny was here." Daniel shook his head with a grin at how his friend had to leave a calling card. Well, that was fine by him. Johnny would no doubt want another shot at Cindy later. For now, she was going to be a little busy as Daniel went about to serve and protect. THE END Index: Anynom's Story Page · Back to Main Page